[Chapter 1240 Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes]

Yuan Chenhuan’s words were filled with endless resentment. He roared at Yang Yiyu, paused for a moment and continued, “The fact that I can get to where I am today is not something you, a second-generation cultivator born in a holy land, can understand.

Not to mention that a Lu Yanzhi realm is considered as ten Lu Yanzhis that I have cultivated. As long as I can survive the fourth scattered immortal calamity, what’s wrong with killing her?

The avenue is ruthless, let alone me? Boy, the game is over now. Next, I will let you see what means are…”

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Chenhuan pinched a spell with both hands and recited obscure words, which sounded very ancient and strange.

Then Yang Yiyu saw a gray halo suddenly flashing behind Yuan Chenhuan, and gradually a phantom three feet behind him appeared.

In addition to the haze on his face, the shadow behind Yuan Chen Huan was wearing ancient clothes and had thick hair. If you look closely, each hair is formed by poisonous snakes. He was standing on a black turtle with a dragon head in front and a snake head in the back…

“Hiss… Xuanwu statue…”

Yang Yiyu sucked in a breath of cold air. He looked carefully and saw that the one behind Yuan Chen Huan was Xuanwu Xingjun, the star statue of life.

From the dress, it can be known that he is the ancestor of the poison path. From the inheritance, Xuanwu Xingjun is the ancestor of the star statues of life, a very powerful one, and he is the earthly evil Xuanwu Xingjun.

There are two records of Xuanwu Xingjun, one yin and one yang. The one behind Yuan Chen Huan is obviously the earthly evil Xuanwu Xingjun, which gathers the yin and evil poisonous gas in the world.

The other Tiangang Xuanwu is Chunyang Xingjun, both of which correspond to the fate star of Jiutian’s body. With the help of the power of the fate star, the deeper the cultivation of Taoism, the more solid the fate star statue will be. Yuanchen Huan’s fate star is almost solid except for the blurry face, which shows that Yuanchen Huan’s fate star statue has reached the return to the truth.

There is no doubt that it will be very powerful, or it can be said that Yuanchen Huan can communicate with Xuanwu Xingjun through the fate star, which will be very powerful.

After Yang Yiyu saw the appearance of this poisonous god, his heart beat wildly. At first, he thought Yuanchen Huan was scaring him. Now it seems that the old immortal left a backhand, which is his own fate star statue. The

poisonous fate star statue is almost solid and must be very scary.

Although Yang Yiyu’s own fate star has two Taiyin and Taiyang, he doesn’t know if the fate star statue is it? With the Donghuang Bell and the Gate of Youdu, even if it is considered a fate star statue, it is definitely not the opponent of Yuanchen Huan’s fate star statue.

The attack of the life star statue is the soul, which absorbs the power of the corresponding stars above the nine heavens. Yang Yiyu knows that he has no advantage against Yuan Chenhuan now.

At first, he was overjoyed when he saw the old immortal vomiting blood, but now his heart sank to his bones.

Listening to the tone of Yuan Chenhuan’s words, he seemed to care nothing about him, as if he had never worried about anything.

At this moment, Yang Yiyu didn’t know how to deal with it. He forced himself to be calm, clenched the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, and quickly transformed the spiritual peach aura in his body to replenish his true energy.

But he felt that even if the true energy in his body was replenished now, he seemed to be unable to defeat the old immortal Yuan Chenhuan.

Because at this moment, when Yuan Chenhuan appeared, the breath and pressure emitted by the local evil black tortoise life star made him feel depressed and his heart beat.

“Ah…”

The black-scaled python seemed to become irritable under the urging of Yuan Chenhuan, and let out a howl and swam towards him suddenly.

The next moment, a dragon swung its tail and swept towards Yang Yiyu with wind and thunder.

Yang Yiyun’s eyelids jumped and he retreated suddenly. He didn’t expect that it was the black-scaled python that launched the attack without any warning, not Yuan Chen Huan.

“Boom…”

Yang Yiyun jumped more than ten meters to the left to avoid the attack of the black-scaled python.

The deafening sound rang in his ears. The place where Yang Yiyun stood before was hit by the black-scaled python and a huge chasm was created. The whole ground was shaking like an earthquake. Yang Yiyun was almost shaken down hiding more than ten meters away.

When he looked again, he found that the ground had cracks like spider webs, spreading far away.

When the split spread to the inner city gate and the city wall, it stopped. It seemed that there was some kind of invisible power blessing the city gate and the city wall, and the attack of the black-scaled python could not affect the ancient and heavy city wall.

“Roar… Aoaoao…”

The black-scaled python roared again and again, and the sound seemed to be getting more and more irritable. Yang Yiyun thought that the black-scaled python must be completely controlled by Yuan Chen Huanhui and started to attack regardless of everything.

Amid the roar, a tail lashed down at him.

“Boom…”

Yang Yiyun gasped and dodged.

“Boom boom boom…”

At this moment, the black-scaled python went completely crazy and kept attacking Yang Yiyun crazily.

Yang Yiyun could only dodge in a panic. His true energy was not enough to support a supreme magical power, and the black-scaled python was completely crazy and did not give him any chance to fight back. At

a certain moment, Yang Yiyun dodged the attack of the black-scaled python. He could not even stand firmly on his heels. He smelled a pungent fishy smell in his nose. When he turned around, he saw the black-scaled python spit out a mouthful of venom.

Yang Yiyun’s heart jumped, and his magical power was formed again.

“Puff…”

The extremely smelly venom all fell on his body, making a sizzling sound. Then, under the power of the poison, his body was withdrawn and his real body was restored.

Yang Yiyu dodged the black-scaled python while jumping, but he was still frightened. If it weren’t for his Dharma body to resist, the black-scaled python’s venom would have landed on him. Even with his body in the Life and Death Realm, he had no confidence that he could withstand it.

Unconsciously, his back was soaked with cold sweat. In just two or three minutes, he was frightened by the crazy black-scaled python’s attack.

Perhaps it was because of the continuous spitting of poison gas and venom, which was not easy for the black-scaled python. At this time, the beast finally stopped,

and Yang Yiyun retreated to the city gate and had time to breathe.

When looking at the black-scaled python, the beast was five or six meters away, and his body was trembling slightly.

At this moment, Yuan Chenhuan disappeared from the head of the black-scaled python. Without

seeing Yuan Chenhuan, Yang Yiyun felt uneasy. Thinking about the words that the old immortal said before, his words were full of the momentum of strategizing, but now he has disappeared.

How can Yang Yiyun not worry?

Where is the old immortal?

Yang Yiyun felt uneasy when he couldn’t see Yuan Chenhuan again. In a blink of an eye, the old immortal disappeared. Who knows what calculations he is playing?

At this time, Yang Yiyun became alert. He looked around but did not see Yuanchen Huan. There was only the huge body of the black-scaled python in front of him.

Just as Yang Yiyun was looking for Yuanchen Huan, he suddenly saw the huge body of the black-scaled python rolling up and standing up completely.

Then Yang Yiyun’s eyes jumped and saw a gray light flashing under the black-scaled python’s body.

At the same time, Yang Yiyun also saw Yuanchen Huan’s figure appear, but the old immortal hid under the black-scaled python and used a shady trick on him.

Looking at the gray light column that flashed by, Yang Yiyun didn’t know what it was, but he felt that it must be something bad.

He didn’t dare to resist it. At this time, Yang Yiyun was at the gate of the inner city. Facing Yuanchen Huan’s attack, he simply turned around and pushed towards the gate. Since he was not sure of resisting Yuanchen Huan’s attack, he simply entered the gate.

Anyway, there are dead ends on both sides. Compared to the inner city, Yang Yiyun is more afraid of Yuan Chen Huan at this moment, because Yuan Chen Huan’s attack methods are in front of him, while the inner city is an unknown world.

According to the fairy stone, there is a high possibility that there are monsters and creatures of the king level in the inner city. For Yang Yiyun, the danger of the inner city is at least lower than that of Yuan Chen Huan at this moment. Instead of doing so, he might as well take a gamble. He bets that Yuan Chen Huan dare not enter the inner city.

Yang is now a barefoot person who is not afraid of wearing shoes. The result is the same anyway. Instead of doing so, he will enter the inner city and fight

. When he turned around and stretched out his hand to push the white jade gate, his palms touched the gate, and suddenly a huge suction force came and absorbed him into it, instead of really touching the white jade city gate.

But at the moment when he turned around and touched the city gate, he felt a shock on his back and a burning stinging feeling. Yang Yiyun knew that he was attacked by the gray light of Yuan Chen Huan.

But at this time, nothing mattered. He was absorbed by the suction force from the white jade city gate.

(End of this chapter)